After a year of a calamitous siege, the walls of the city were finally breached, and the warriors of the Steel Horde poured inside along the dry riverbed.
The river was gone, and the great iron grate blocking the passage lay as a wreck in the mud. The makeshift barricade built in front of it had been dismantled by the axe of the King of Kings, and the gap was already being widened by the enemy soldiers.
Nothing stood between the defenders of the city and the besieging horde anymore.
However, if Azarax hoped to win an easy victory, he was going to be disappointed.
Even with the impregnable barrier of the city wall breached, the mercenaries hired by the Mason had no plans of surrendering. On the contrary, they were prepared to fight to the last man.
